A top-tier star from modern times transmigrates into a farmer’s daughter: her skin is tanned, her hands are rough, and the wild vegetable porridge is so awful it makes her cry! I’m done putting up with this! Braised snacks, hot pot, chili sauce: making money is what matters. The poor scholar next door keeps sneaking looks at her. Fine, he’s handsome, so she’ll invest in him. Later, the scholar becomes a prince and begs her to be his princess consort. Chewing on a chicken leg, she says, “Want to marry me? Learn to farm first!”
A fussy princess consort makes a fortune. From a roadside stall at the village entrance to becoming the most honored woman in the empire, it’s high energy all the way, with no angst.
